- Vax'ildan: [arriving at a massive door] Mind giving this a shove, big man?
- Grog: Oh, I'm sorry. Could you say that again?
- Vax'ildan: Oh, gods.
- [sarcastically]
- Vax'ildan: Oh, Grog. You are so mighty, and I am so weak. How ever can little old me survive without you?
- Grog: Well, since you asked so nicely...